Daffodil Days and a Snowstorm

"Daffodil Days is one of the American Cancer Society's oldest and most beloved fundraising programs. As the first flower of spring, the daffodil is a symbol of hope. To the American Cancer Society it represents the hope we all share for a future where cancer is no longer a life-threatening disease. Daffodil Days involves offering daffodils every spring to donors in appreciation for their contributions."



I got a call yesterday telling me my order of flowers for Daffodil Days had arrived. About that same time Avril Lavigne singing, "Keep Holding On" was interupted on my radio by the Emergency Broadcasting System issuing a blizzard warning for northwest North Dakota. I thought it was quite appropriate for a bright yellow symbol of hope to appear as a storm was brewing. When a person gets a cancer diagnosis, a storm of massive porportions has blown in for them and their loved ones. Terror strikes. Hope is dim. People scrounge around in the snow looking for a hint of green. Sometimes they find it, sometimes they don't.
In my work with cancer patients, I see people find that green mostly in relationships. A phone call, a cup of coffee, a cold beer, a hug, sharing a joke and a good laugh. Tender sprouts push through. The storm doesn't subside, but it's more manageable.
Having the eyes to see is the gift. Or when you can't see, someone else can. And they share the view. That's a gift, too.


{Addendum: Does anyone see spring? I need help! (I couldn't be ALL serious today!) }